Shanvi has been in love with her childhood bestfriend since as long as she can remember, like something as simple as breathing. Kiyansh, her stubborn, popular crazy rich bestfriend is also the youngest billionaire, most eligible bachelor of her country,cherry on top he is in relationship with one of the A- list actress of Bollywood. 

Does Shanvi ever has a chance of being something other than his best friend? What happens when suddenly out of nowhere Kiyansh asks her to marry him? 



"Thank you." I whisper and squeeze his arm. 

"No need to thank me. I want something in return." 

"What?" I ask happily looking at our family indulged in talking. 

"Marry Me." 

My breath stumbles and I guess stops. I slowly turn my head towards him. Oh so slowly. I look into his burning eyes casually looking at me but not so casually. 

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Marry Me

" I like this.....these crocuses are beautiful." I whisper looking around at the fake portico door covered with them. " You had a portico door made " I smile and stick my tounge at him. He looks deeply into my eyes. Goosebumps raise into my arms, as he moves closer towards me. 


" They are my favourite flowers. They look like your eyes. As for the door you told me you wanted a castle so I thought let's give you the whole setup. " He said with smile in his voice. 


I turn my head towards the door. Touching the flowers and the hard door. The dark blue tinge of flowers with splatches of white petals made the flower stark and lovely in contrast to the beautiful white hardwood door. 


I smile at them. I never thought about my eyes like that. 


Chapter - 47 Family